Category Archives: art

i was going to do a different blog than this one; a zen-do-da blog (see link for more on zen-do-da if you don’t know what that is)

i was all set to be blissful and encouraging and uplifting.  i’ve read The Secret,TheSecretLogo you know, and other books like that.  i DO believe that we have the option and power to make our lives what we want.  sort of.  i mean, i believe that changing our thoughts for the better equals finding and receiving better things.  but this blog went south on me…sort of literally.

so i’m in the bathroom (hey we all poop, there’s a book about it)

Everyone Poops by Taro Gomi

Everyone Poops
by Taro Gomi

and i’m reading one of these happy books, telling me that i’m in control.  usually in these situations (moments of … reclining in the restroom) i’m working a Sudoku puzzle.  i know, i know, TMI.  whatever.  but i’m out of puzzles for this purpose, so i’m reading this feel good book and making notes with my little red pen.  and i’m all “la la la, life is good” when i drop my pen down the toilet.  for real??

and i’m wondering to myself: how does an artist or writer apply the ideas and beliefs of the Secret to his life?  and i’m hoping any of you followers out there will join in on this as a discussion.  because The Secret poses a dilemma for those of us in the art industry.

if i were a professional bowler, or a mail delivery agent, or a worker in any one of a million different fields, i could see how The Secret thinking could improve my life and my productivity.  but for those of us who are writers and artists, how do we make this work?

if you haven’t read The Secret, i highly recommend you do.  otherwise you will have no idea what i’m talking about here, and that’s no fun at all.  basically the premise is that what you think is what you get.  if you put out a bunch of negative thoughts and energy, that’s what you are bringing right back to you.  if, on the other hand, you are putting out love, and happiness, and good thoughts, you will be getting back same.

ok, you may or may not agree with all that.  that we will save for another blog.

this blog wants discussion.

if i’m a writer, i can’t just sit and write about a girl picking daisies all day.  boring. then she goes and walks along the beach, and finds a million dollars in a packet of 10’s and 20’s, non sequentially numbered and wrapped in a pink bow, so she doesn’t even have to claim taxes if she doesn’t want.  and along came mr. right, you get the picture.  i can’t do this.  as an artist, i CAN’T sit and look at the beautiful all day long, because that isn’t where all the heart tearing emotions lie.

the heart tearing emotions, the things that MOVE us are in the dark!  they are lying in a gutter, homeless and underfed.  they are sitting at the table with a morning cup of coffee, crying over their mashed up marriage or their dying soul.  they are tying themselves up in sheets at night from tossing and turning over their nightmares.  THIS is where the interest is for a writer, or painter, or a poet.  the angst.  the pain.  the agonizing loneliness of life.

because we all feel it at times, and tapping into that commonality is magical, and links us all together till we are one spool of thread.

so all you blogging authors and feely artists out there, how do we make The Secret work for us, without losing the inspiration that grief and sorrow provide?

discuss:

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Weekly Photo Challenge: From Above

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OK, so i’ve been on WordPress for a while.  started this blog basically as a way to help me deal with my diagnosis of Multiple Personality Disorder, but it’s usually more of an artistic outlet than anything else.  but i’ve avoided these “post a day” challenges they have on the site, because, honestly, you guys who follow this blog know how sporadic it is.  four posts a week followed by one in five months kind of reliability.

but, i liked the idea of this challenge: to photograph something from above.  and so, shoot, i’m going to try to do the post a week challenge, so that at least i will be trying to put up something every week, even if it’s just a picture of one of my dollies!

(for the curious, i work on another blog as well that sucks up all my extra time, “luvlansing.com”, also on WordPress.)

manga style me

more fun “pictures” of me and the sis.

these courtesy of Laura Hunt’s artwork.  so cute!!!

 

this is me, in my sassy librarian pose.

and this is my sister Tobie

who is a tough chick – when she’s not being all soft and cuddly.  she is wearing her intimidating face.

🙂  i would love to have this talent!

anti-anti-clutter movement

so Thursday i made attempts at fighting off my “potential-Hoarder” disease.  if you followed my recent post  Collector’s Anonymous, you know that i am something of a, errrr, hobbyist.  i like to collect toys, books, and stupid things that you find in a large landfill.  i have label stickers that i rescued from the trash bin and re-use for projects, empty cardboard boxes that used to hold rolls of tape that i will decorate and use to present homemade jewelry in, and a plethora of odds and ends that haven’t yet told me what they want to be when they grow up.

but Thursday i went to work: emptying boxes, tossing old notes, recycling long-forgotten-unused-VHS tapes, and working up a huge sweat.  i was at it all day, scolding myself for holding on to things for so dreadfully long, and laughing at myself for thinking that some things would be useful, when they are so obviously broken dollar store rejects.  i also praised myself for the excellent odd book collection i’m developing; we have tons of classics and interpretations on classics, as well as art books, film and TV books, and architecture goodies.  worth keeping for sure.

by the end of the day i was fairly pooped.  so on Friday i gave myself the day and evening to fart around at nothing.  which led to the following fun, and therefore this blog.

my nieces showed me a website about a trillion years ago, when they were just little things with no boobies.  it’s been in my favorites bar now for years after we played there, http://www.dressupgames.com/

i had no idea this site could actually take snapshots of me and my sister Bodhi (Tobie) but check these out!

 

 

this is EXACTLY what my sister Tobie looks like.  well, her hair is a little more red and blonde…

 

and this is a pretty damn good likeness of me,

except that i’m juicier in the mid section and -umm-

wingspan.

yay for lazy computer days and dress up games!!!

brilliant, beautiful and by god, just nice!

I recently contacted artist/photographer Marco Ribbe about a photo I saw recently.  I’ve been on “Pinterest” quite a lot recently, as I’m very visual and it’s a mecca for beautiful eye candy.  While “pinning” I saw a stunning piece of Ribbe’s that I immediately pinned.  However, I contacted him via email because – for some reason – I thought maybe I should check on the photos copyright, useage, etc.

Sure enough, there are litigation issues with that particular picture, and the photographer emailed me back immediately, hoping I would understand his position, which was that it would be best to not use the image at this time.  He was tremendously polite and gracious about the whole thing, and directed me to his facebook page suggesting I use another image of his.

This is a professional photographer!  Who does AMAZING work!  STEAMPUNK NO LESS!!!!

photo by Marco Ribbe

So, grateful that he even contacted me, and impressed by both his work and his professionalism, I wanted to share his website so you could all view his magic for yourself.  Happy feasting!!!

Marco Ribbe Photography

Paper Art

Paper Art.

loving it … this is uber cool.  i don’t know how anyone has the patience or the filangial dexterity for this.  i’m pretty sure i would burst a vital organ if i tried this.

moody blues

it’s like this … i have all these ideas, and projects, and books to write…rooms to clean…stuff and more stuff.  and i get this wave of inspiration, or this brilliant flow of creativity.  and i’m motivated, not sleeping because the ideas won’t let me, and the hunger to create keeps me up all night, kooky on caffeine, or wakes me up early so that i am groggy and can hardly make it down the stairs without breaking a leg or squishing a cat.  and then it happens.  i get to the computer and it all leaks out of my brain.  all that good creativity, oozing out of my ears.  all that brilliance, spreading over my cushion as my head collapses onto the couch and my eyes force themselves shut.  it’s like this:

 

an endless climbing journey that i can never reach the top of.  that i want to conquer and say “look at me, i did it!”

although, the journey may be the best part of the whole damn mess of life; climbing this creative ladder may be more of what i need than a final product.

hmmm…not very Zen today, am i?  maybe i just need more coffee…

 

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I LOVE BUILDINGS

wonder how much it would cost to make a tattoo out of this.

(minus the bird poop, that is)

 

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